This is a song about "Gli spaghetti"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

These niggas think they coming home, they must have never seen spaghetti

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti